My wife and I have our passports in order, just recently renewed. The canary in the coal mine for me will be when white nationalists get an invitation to the White House. Then I will know that it is time for me to hat up.

Mr. Trump apparently tapped into this deep-seated, Southern brand of rancor and resentment – the feelings of hatred, bigotry, misogyny, and yes, racism, too, whether overt or covert – in short, the ugliness of it all! – and in the process, unleashed the beast within, the worst in our already tarnished (white) nature. The rest is history.

I’m ashamed to be an American, an Italian-American, a Hispanic-American, an African-American, what have you. If there’s got to be an “American” suffix to complete the descriptor of my national identity, then I have to resign myself from now on to wear it as a badge of dishonor; and so should you!